This is the magnificently magnificent Gigi Allens. Who also makes vanilla porn movies – which is a sad waste of a powerful talent, but at least shows us what we are all missing and always shall.
Ideas above my station
|Scurry scurry scurry…|
|In practice a lot of the psychological elements flow fairly naturally from the pain and from the dread of it,|
|So brave she bought a weekly pass enabling her to see any show she pleases. But watching Mark will be special for her, obviously.|
|This picture in welts was just chance but some dommes take pride in their artistic skill with the whip. My SO likes to do Mondrians on me, for instance. I don’t mind the lines, it’s the areas of uniform flat colour that really sting.|
A happy Cruella shoot, of course, with all three participants enjoying the balmy British summer.
|Ooh! A potential ally. That’s rare: so few women take men’s lib seriously.|
|You can’t put a price on job satisfaction.
|Don’t worry, I’m sure she can’t trace your IP address. Just keep reading Contemplating the Divine… everything’ll be fine.
|He doesn’t need to renew his vows to her, of course. I mean, she’s not going to release him from them, or anything.
|Oh well. No real harm done. You do look a bit like No. 23, actually – I don’t know whether anyone else has ever mentioned that? But then we all look near-identical… hence the numbers, I suppose.
…with apologies for the unusually awful pun in the title, even by the standards of this blog, we happily present more femdom captions from a time before those words even existed. But there are some timeless verities and female superiority is one such.
|Hmm… maybe Karen Gillan was wrong.|
She’s so fine, there’s no tellin’ where the money went
Another totally forgettable song from that pointless 80s guy, having his career saved by the goddesses in his videos. Is it just me, or does the goddess annoyingly hidden by his left shoulder (reminder for male readers: his left is our right) at about 3.30 look like she’s thinking about something else? And the goddess on the second row far left (our left, boys… not that difficult) just looks embarrassed throughout.
|Oddly enough, if you really understood her plan, you wouldn’t be worried about the animal in the middle there, but about the teddy bear to the right. I don’t want to spoil the surprise – just consent, and you’ll find out soon enough.
|There’s also ‘lucky dip’, where he gets to spin a wheel marked with the numbers one to five at the start of each week. But – shhhh! – if his patroness wants that spin to result in a particular outcome… well, that’s doable, if you know what I mean.
|Some people are like that – they’ll just drop everything if someone else asks. She can actually be quite assertive, so don’t assume this is typical. She’s no doormat. He is, but that’s more a literal description than a judgement of his character.
|Ungrateful little sod. You’d think he’d be pleased to get out and stretch his… his… well, whatever part or parts of his anatomy are about to be stretched, I suppose.
|Try to be worthy of the honour.
… and elegant savagery too. Both are good.
|She’s being remarkably patient with you, but patience has its limits you know.
|I’m not sure it’s entirely sensible to assign such an important task to someone who is obviously completely unqualified and inexperienced. Those plants need just the right amount of water: too much and they drown, too little and they dry out.
|He’ll have plenty of opportunity to think about it, which is just as well, given he is male.
|Poor Treasure… I’m sure she is wracked with paroxysms of guilt. Maybe she needs a kiss and a cuddle, hmm?
|Girl talk… good thing the guys have got more important things to be getting on with, than sitting around listening to her prattle on.
Pretty woman don’t make me cry
What’s that? Oh, I ticked ‘make me cry’ on the session negotiation form? Oh yes, so I did. Sorry, my mistake: go ahead then.
|Just hand me the lipstick and stand aside, little lady. I got this.
|Very public-spirited of them to help out, I say.
|What, did you think she just… I dunno… abducted guys and skinned them in her basement? You’ve been reading too much lurid fantasy. Relax, OK?
|I wonder why she went too far like that? She’s supposed to be a professional.
Just the facts, Madame
A few more of these… it’s been a few years, I think.
A quick succession of busy nothings
More captioned images of ladies occasionally displaying daring glimpses of ankle, or elegantly-shaped necks. Yes, it’s more hot chicks in empire-line dresses. Just the sort of porn you come to the Internet looking for, right? Right?
It’s what you’re getting today, anyway. Lovelies in lingerie, leather and latex will reappear in future posts, don’t worry. Well… these ladies are presumably wearing lingerie too. Some kind of unmentionables, anyway. You just don’t get to see them.
Everything she wants, any way she likes, right now
|She was beside herself with worry, the poor thing. Nothing to worry about now… for her to worry about, I mean.
might add to it, if anything. But it’s nice when it finishes – or when
the weals heal, a week or so later, depending on the severity.
|Oh dear, that wasn’t a very tactful thing to say. She’s not an unkind person, you understand; it’s just never occurred to her not to despise you.
|If Kitten can’t have nice things, why should you have nice things?
For those of you who might have sleepless nights worrying about Kitten not being as happy as she deserves to be, all the time, I am delighted to share the following picture:
Isn’t that lovely? Doesn’t it make the world a better place? You can think of it every time you pay off the monthly installments of the loan – ten years, wasn’t it? Lots of time to think of Kitten’s happy smile. And she decided to keep the black one, too, for when she’s just not in a red car mood.
Now… Kitten has some ideas for other things she’d like to have. Get a notebook: you can make a list.
Kitten saw this and would just like you to know that she has always liked yellow best of all the colours.
Come on now, don’t be mean…